[HP] Night Haze

Thursday was a troubled day for the people in Angelo's dormitory. Early in the morning, Harry and Ron received a confinement notice from an owl.Harry was fined to clear the weeds in the school grounds for a week, and Ron was assigned to Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to clean the castle for two months.Neville had received a memory ball from his grandma at school, and the glass ball changed color as soon as he held it in his hand.

"What did you forget?" Draco snatched the shiny red sphere as he passed by the Gryffindor table. He weighed it in his hand and held it tightly. Original transparent color.

"It seems that this ball is fine." The platinum-haired boy shrugged and threw the ball back to Neville. He led a long line of small snakes behind him and left in a big way. Ron couldn't help but muttered after he left. A few words.

"I really don't understand why he likes to be followed by a bunch of followers." Compared with just entering Hogwarts, the red-haired boy's comments are not so gentle.At least they are getting along pretty well now, and Angelo is happy with the transformation.

Professor McGonagall also came to the flying class in the afternoon. When Mrs. Hooch was instructing them to ride the broom, the little lions did not dare to whisper too much because of the presence of the dean.Draco looked at Angelo, because Mrs. Hooch pointed out that his movements were not standard, while Angelo's posture was very standard, and the platinum boy's expression was clearly dissatisfied.

"How did you do it? A standard move that Mrs. Hooch praised?" Taking advantage of Mrs. Hooch's inattention, Master Malfoy switched places with the other little snakes and ran to Angelo's side. Anyway, he is not from Gryffindor. Student, Professor McGonagall has less influence on him than the lion cubs.

"If you fly from the Thames to Diagon Alley, you will know how important standard movements are." This is a past that Angelo can't bear to look back on, and the process of growing up is always full of pain. (especially ass==|||)

"Oh you……"

"Don't chat, come and listen to my command!" Mrs. Hooch scanned the audience and raised her voice. Draco could only take back what she hadn't finished speaking, and listened carefully to Mrs. Hooch's explanation.

After correcting the postures of the little wizards, Mrs. Hooch thought they could take off.

"Listen to my whistle—three—two—" Before she could count to one, Neville flew off on the school's old forked broom, and he shot twenty feet into the air with his pale, round face. , and still rising.

"Come back!" Madam Hooch yelled, and the little wizards ran behind her across half of the playground lawn to chase the flying Neville. The round-faced boy's broom was circling uncontrollably, and finally hung him on a stone spire of the tower. superior.

"Help!" Neville stared at the clothes hanging on the spire. With the clear tearing sound, the corner of his robe split into two, and he fell to the ground.Amidst the screams of the little wizards, a ray of light accurately hit Neville's body before he landed, forming an invisible air bag - it was Professor McGonagall who saved him in time.

Mrs. Hooch rushed over to help Neville. Fortunately, he didn't look hurt but a little frightened.In order not to affect the lessons of the little wizards, Professor McGonagall took Neville to the medical wing for an examination.Mrs. Hooch stayed and continued to teach the little wizards how to ride a broom.

"This is what Neville dropped." The platinum-haired boy bent down and picked up the memory ball in the haystack. Angelo was the closest to him, but Draco didn't hand it to him but ran to Harry Potter. special side.Angelo withdrew his half-extended arm in embarrassment, his five fingers clenched into fists.This was obviously the result of his hard work, but it made him feel unhappy.

"Hey, Harry, I'll leave it to you. You can hand it over to Longbottom." Master Malfoy stuffed the memory ball into the blue-eyed boy's hand, probably because of Ron's pressing gaze, or just shyness. After only holding it for a while, he let go of Harry's hand like an electric shock.

In this class, the overall flying level of the cubs was not satisfactory.Perhaps it was the psychological impact of the Neville incident on children who had never ridden a broom before, and Hermione's performance in flying lessons was not as good as she was in other subjects.But there are exceptions, like Harry.Angelo knew before that this blue-eyed boy had a talent for flying, but what he didn't expect was that his flying talent was so high. He could complete all the explanations of Mrs. Hooch perfectly in the first time, which made Mrs. Hooch very angry. Admiring again and again, Draco even cast his gaze on him frequently.

"Angelo, let's compete." Probably realizing that he had left out this friend who was in Gryffindor with Harry in the cold, Draco offered to play with Angelo during the free time during the intermission. Quidditch for a while.

They use fake chocolate balls that are not as flexible as the Snitch.This chocolate ball is also today's prize, whoever gets it first will get it.Peel off the golden metal casing and inside is a delicious alcoholic chocolate.It's the new bestseller at Honeydukes Candy Store, and it's pricey.

preparation!The blue-eyed boy took a hand in the middle. He tore open the wrapping of the chocolate ball and threw it into the sky at three.As soon as the imitation Snitch came into contact with the air, it flew across the sky quickly, leaving a golden afterimage. Angelo and Draco chased after it on brooms together.

"come on!"

"Malfoy must win!" The competition between the two little wizards attracted a group of people, and the cheering voices of the students became louder and louder, as if they wanted to overwhelm each other.Mrs. Huo Qi, who was resting in the shade of a tree, was finally attracted to pay attention to this competition. Because of her participation, the rest time of the students was abruptly extended.

Angelo and Draco chased each other in the air on broomsticks, and the two underground cheerleaders also competed with each other for their voices.The final result of this contest was that both men caught the imitation Snitch at the same time.The blue-eyed boy acting as the referee couldn't decide which one was the winner.Angelo and Draco were both his friends, and they were both winking at him, and they both said they were a few tenths of a second faster than the other.

In the past, Angelo would have given way to Draco because of his arrogance, but today he was right against him, refusing to admit defeat no matter what.

"A draw, children. You are amazing." Finally, Mrs. Hooch came out and said, "Next year's Quidditch match will be wonderful because of you." Such a high evaluation made the two little wizards very happy.Then there was the issue of prize distribution. Angelo didn't compete with Draco on this point. He didn't have as much of a sweet tooth as Draco.

"You take the prize." Angelo let go of the imitation snitch.Before the winner was determined, he and Draco held it together, and neither of them would let go. Both of them grabbed the metal shell of half a chocolate ball hard and deformed the shell. For this reason, Angelo still Out of a hand of sweat.

"No, half for one person!" At this time Draco became humble instead, and Angelo rolled his eyes in his heart.If Draco had divided the championship like this just now, the matter would have been much simpler, but now this chocolate is almost crushed by them.

"Mrs. Hooch, don't you mind if we share the prizes now?" Draco asked politely to the flight teacher. It was a precedent for them to eat snacks in front of the teacher during class time.

Giving his hands a 'cleanse', Draco unscrewed the metal casing of the chocolate.The round alcohol-filled chocolate was originally eaten by one person, but Draco used a spell to forcefully break it open in the middle, and the alcohol-smelling liquid flowed out from the middle of the chocolate.

"Open your mouth! Quick!" The liquid had flowed down the platinum boy's wrist in a short time, and Angelo heard his urging to open his mouth.

A sweet half bar of chocolate was sent into his mouth immediately.The hot and humid feeling passed over his lips, and it was Draco's fingers that were stained with wine and didn't have time to retract.Angelo licked his lips, two dimples appeared on his cheeks, Draco sucked his half of the chocolate, his pale skin was slightly red from the smell of alcohol.

"Okay, children, let's continue the class." Mrs. Huo Qi clapped her hands to summon the young wizards from the two colleges, and the students around Angelo formed a new team.

"Is that chocolate delicious?" The red-haired boy arched Angelo greedily, and the blond boy's mouth curved into an arc.

"Well, it's not bad, but it's a bit sweet." But if you eat it occasionally, the sweetness is still very addictive.